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As has been reported earlier, Serra Renee Hatch was born on June 20.  Her blessing was the first weekend in August.  I thought we had taken some photos of the attendees, but I cannot locate them on the computer.  I found some that Terra had taken, and so I share those here.


The festivities were attended by Alan, Wyatt & Mia (no kids), Mylinda and her 3 kids, Alan & Brittany and their 2 kids, Fred  & Laura, Karren on my side of the family.  On Terra's side, her parents, and her sister Bill & Karen Black and their family.

The afternoon was warm, but the weather wasn't too bad.  It rained in the afternoon but after everyone basically left.

The kids are adjusting decently to another child in the house.  Janelle is probably having the most difficult time as she has been evicted as the littlest one and occasionally she will go and get her mother and tell her that she wants to be held.  Other than that she has also done very well.


Rachel, Janelle, Ethen, Landen & Kyle will hold her - some with varying degrees of enthusiasm (listed in order).

I have often maintained that all kids look the same or similar enough that I cannot tell them apart in photos.  Terra has always disagreed with me on this thought.  With this child she has admitted that our children all look the same.  She probably has a different definition than I do though.


This is how Kyle will hold Serra.  He is obviously very eager to do it and will give her his undivided attention while holding her.

On the plus side, she has started to almost sleep through the night.  7 hours at a time is her best record as of yet.  At least I think that is what it is - I sleep through her waking up and Terra would be the better authority on that front.


For Kyle's birthday, he wanted to ride his bicycle somewhere.  We looked around and decided that riding it down Reddington Pass would be a good choice.  We took him, Ethen and his friend Scott and threw their bicycles in the back of the truck and headed up to the pass.  I asked them if they wanted to take the back way and ride down it into Tucson, they eagerly agreed, but 1.5 hours into the drive they changed their mind.  The road was a little rough but not too bad.  Here is an abandon vehicle along that road.

If you look closely, you can see the enjoyment on Ethen's face.


Even through they complained bitterly on the way up, after they rode down the hill they said it was worth it.  I think they would like to try it again but this time ride down the road the other way.  I could pick them up in Reddington.  I suspect they might be able to beat me on their bikes as I drive around and pick them up.  They would need to take spare tires just in case though.


After we finished the bicycle ride we took them over to a place in Tucson called Rocks and Ropes.  It is an indoor rock climbing establishment.  The climbs were rated by difficulty.  The easiest was a 6 and the hardest was a 12.  Each climb a different color so you could test you ability to ascend.  I don't remember exactly, but I think they could do up to a 9.


While one climbed, someone else needed to act as the anchor and belay that would catch them when/if they fell.

The funnest part about it was that once they reached the top and wanted to come down the belay could control the rate at which they descended.  I had a lot of fun letting them down really slow and also really fast.

Kyle had been before with his mutual group, but this was the first time I was there.  It looked fun (I didn't climb just belayed) but wasn't cheap.


In other news, I took another group of scouts to the airplane wreck on the west peak of Mt. Graham.  I also took Kyle and Rachel on this trip.  Kyle had been there prior, but Rachel had not.  The route we took to the plane was very difficult and required serious bushwhacking.

Rachel told me that she was sad she didn't get to go to the plane a few years ago when we camped there on Labor Day, but after we reached the truck on the way back, she admitted that she was glad that she didn't try it before as it was harder than she anticipated.


The way out from the plane was fairly easy.  There were cairn stacked up that marked a "trail" that was easy to pass through and didn't require you climbing through any brush/trees.

I learned that this aircraft is the only wreck in Arizona that saw combat in WWII.  This was a B-24 when it came off the assembly line but ended up in the Navy and was designated a PB4Y2 during the war.  After the war is was purchased by a civilian and designated a C-50.

The purchaser of the plane converted it to a slurry bomber and he was at the controls with his son when it clipped a tree and crashed.  They both died in the crash.




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